章 793: Trouble Brewing

Beatrice watched as the two women got closer and she noticed that they were sizing her up as well. Their gaze landed on her hand that was in Anton's hand and then back at her.

"Grandpa Anton," one said as they reached close.

Beatrice felt Anton wince before he pulled her hand closer to him, then held on to her arm close to his chest, "What Grandpa Anton? Who's your Grandpa? I'm not your grandpa!"

The woman smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Elder Anton. I just thought, since we're family, that …"

"Well, you thought wrong," Anton replied with a huff, "Only she and my boys can call me grandpa."

Surprise was evident on the two women's faces.

"What? How can the maid call you grandpa?" gasped the other.

"Maid? MAID?!" Anton spluttered, "You're the maid! Your mother's the maid! Your whole family's the maid!!"